This is a song about "Old bestfriend"

And don't think what you're old

But for long time i had gone cold

You was to young a 18 year old

Hand to hand in the cold

And just looked at the whole situation

This old routine can never win

Comprendo? old school titanic flowing

Sly's little shop of horrors, now showing

Like i'm a moldy old herb

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

After every show, a dream she hold

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

J. cole runnin' late

Like an old paper plate